Reading Marcel Proust's description of his first view of lake Geneva and how he thought the lake looked like the sea. The description was similar to my first view of the lake at Kikano in Alberta.

Faye and I had to leave our dog with friends overnight as we had a party to attend near Edmonton on the day in question and as we topped the hill, the lake ahead filled me with awe, I had never seen such blue water and such a large expanse.